The night was difficult, and a few black clouds drifted in the sky from time to time, and after a while, it began to rain. The chill gradually invaded the room, Yun'er gathered her clothes, stood up from the table and chair by the window, and walked to her small stone bed.

Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky and smashed into the narrow peach blossom lake, making a gurgling sound, and the children who were huddled in the quilt on the winter night listened to the sound of the rain, wrapped themselves in the quilt tightly, and felt very relieved to sleep.

The sound of lightning rumbled, and from time to time a white light swept through the air, lighting up the ten-mile dormitory corridor.

Mo Fan leaned against the wall, gradually slipped and fell on the bed, he experienced the devil training in Lin Village for the first time this day, his body was extremely tired, and at the same time, he encountered the rare collection of the earth's core fire in ordinary people, coupled with the shocking news he heard at night, this series of events made a child of his age already weak, and he wanted to do nothing and fell asleep.

Although he wanted to think about it, his mind was like a mess of mush, and he listened to the noise of the rain outside, but after a while, the boy fell asleep in the warm bed.

In the Lingtai, the little girl transformed by the fire of the center of the earth sat on the shore, exuding auspicious purple qi around her body, slowly repairing the Lingtai world that was on the verge of being broken.

......

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Fan and Yun'er still got up as usual, and after a simple wash, they went to the martial arts arena in Lin Village to wait for the spiritual liquid forging body.

Along the way, many people cast surprised glances at Mo Fan, and seemed to be curious about how this little dot, who was clearly swallowed by the sand waterfall yesterday, returned to Lin Village alive at this moment.

Don't...... Is this a twin brother?

Rao is Mo Fan has big nerves, and he can't bear the scorching gaze of this kind of hot gaze, like a national treasure, he was uncomfortable for a while, he turned his head to look at Yun'er, and asked strangely: "What's the matter with these people?

Yun'er's face returned to her usual innocence, leaned her little head over, and said softly, "Yesterday, you disappeared into the sand waterfall for so long, and you didn't come back with the big army in the end, and the people in the village thought you died there." ”

"This look, I thought it was the matter of 'Da Lang drinking medicine' last night that was exposed, and I was scared all the way in vain!"

Hearing this, Yun'er was curious: "What 'Da Lang drinks medicine'?"

"No, nothing. Mo Fan hurriedly shook his head, if his association was known by Yun'er, he would have to dismantle him.

"By the way, what the hell happened to you at Sand Falls yesterday?"

Yun'er said, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Mo Fan suspiciously, "It won't be to meet a little friend, right?"

"Conscience of heaven and earth, sister, how old am I, don't be so dirty in thought!"

"But look, I haven't seen the girl you said yesterday sleeping with you in bed, that Linglong is also very fond of you, and has been leaning towards you, you have only been in the village for a few days, and you have hooked up with so many little girls!

"It's not...... Which girl slept in bed with me, don't frame people for their innocence! It was the girl who passed out by the spirit liquid tank during the day, and I carried her back to Taohuawu, and I couldn't open her dormitory, so I brought her to our house. Mo Fan explained loudly.

"Then ......," Yun'er said with a small neck, "Then why don't you put people in my bed and sleep with girls...... Sleep...... Aren't you ashamed to sleep in the same bed!"

Mo Fan felt wronged and shouted: "Who knows if you have any cleanliness habits, and she hasn't washed her body, how inappropriate it is to put it on your bed without your consent." ”

Listening to Mo Fan's answer, Yun'er was stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, lowered her head, and twisted: "That...... Did you wash her body?"

"What am I doing to wash someone's body? I'm so tired! I don't want to. ”

"Hmph, big fool. ”

"Hey, you're scolding me again!" Looking at Yun'er who was running towards the martial arts arena beside him, Mo Fan said as he strode after him, "Crying Niang wait for me!"

After such a distraction, in the end, Yun'er didn't ask what Mo Fan was doing at the bottom of the sand waterfall that day.

After they left, a girl in white stood around the corner with her hands folded, folding a plum blossom in her hand, and quietly looked at the martial arts arena, with indescribable complex emotions in her clear eyes.

There was blood on her hands, the blood from her palms embedded in her fingertips, but her eyes were calm, as if she was unaware of the pain.

The blood 'ticked' and 'ticked' to the ground, and the blood marks smashed out were also like a plum blossom.

It's like the 'rouge tears' written by the lyricist.

......

After once again experiencing the spirit liquid forging body that was worse than death, Mo Fan flocked to the large square outside the Yanwu platform with the crowd. Held once a week, the purpose of which is to select some children with outstanding combat skills to go to the sand waterfall in the afternoon to practice swords, and when there is no big competition, the children will gather in the square, led by the elders of the forest village to practice various weapons.

Mo Fan chose a halberd and an ordinary kendo class. Although this kind of practice is not as good as the Sword Pavilion sword technique taught by the village lord of Lin Village himself, the most basic slashing and stabbing and various general postures for using weapons can be greatly improved in this kind of practice and study.

The elders of Lin Village, consciously or unconsciously, will also intersperse with a lot of martial arts knowledge about the human body, such as where the qi is generated, where the power is gathered, which point is the most advantageous to attack and kill when fighting with people for life and death, etc., and even the most vulnerable parts of the human body and the lethal parts of the body, etc., will be taught to the children of Lin Village, for Mo Fan, many details about the battle need to be learned from this most basic cultivation.

The little fat man happily practiced halberd and swordsmanship, and at the same time became familiar with his body little by little, after becoming a body refiner, not only the cultivation will undergo earth-shaking changes, but the strength of the body will continue to increase, which requires a lot of time and energy to adapt bit by bit.

During the day, under the leadership of the neighboring village, he practiced in an orderly manner, and at night when everyone was resting, Mo Fan would sit alone by the window, divide more than half of his sleep time, and diligently cultivate spiritual power and fighting energy, while tirelessly trying to refine the fire of the heart of the earth.

This purple fire is the foundation for his cultivation to become stronger, and it is also the ultimate hole card for him to save his life!

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The days passed leisurely like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, three years had passed since Mo Fan came to live in Lin Village. In the past three years, Mo Fan has changed a lot, from the original white and clean little chubby dun to a small porcelain doll with rich charm, and his height has finally caught up with Yun'er, and he has won the title of the best height in the ink word house.

Under his hard cultivation day and night, the cultivation of spiritual power also successfully broke the first wall in front of the cultivator and stepped into the foundation building realm, although he has not yet caught up with Yun'er, but with the fire of the center of the earth and the strange power of the body, it is enough to compete with the girl. This can be seen from the fact that Mo Fan encountered some strong opponents in the early stage of Jue'an Realm after entering Group A, and fought with them to a draw.

Three years have passed, Yun'er has also become more and more delicate, the often tied pigtails have gradually turned into semi-short hair with shawls, and the slightly developed girl under the cover of her clothes has a beautiful figure, and her gestures exude a touching and warm atmosphere.

She is indeed a rare beauty billet.

A lot of interesting things have happened in the past three years, one is that Mo Fan finally grew hair, the short inch looks like the little guy is energetic and refreshing, with a gradually angular face, it really fascinates many girls in Taohuawu, in their eyes, Mo Fan is not only the old-timer of Group A in Taohuawu, but also such a cute and handsome little offspring, the contrast between the two identities, so that they are all unconsciously moved by this little guy who is both good to talk and powerful.

However, due to Yun'er's dominance and oppression, no girl dared to blatantly run to Mo Fan's house to tease him, it was all done quietly, and no one wanted to shoot.

Don't look at Yun'er is still a weird member of Group B now, but all the old children in Lin Village know who the most unprovoked person in the entire Taohuawu is. This thing is very strange and interesting, even Wu Jiali and Cheng Feng, who were far inferior to Yun'er back then, have entered Group A and have been successfully promoted to the backbone of Lin Village, only the girl is still in Group B, and every week Dabi fights all over the ring invincible, and then goes to the more dangerous Group A Sand Waterfall to practice swords.

What's even more strange is that Mo Fan and Yun'er still live in the earliest dormitory. The neighbors changed stubble after stubble, some crossed them to the first room, and some were beaten down from the first group and fell behind them...... Only the two of them still lived in that hut for three years, as if they had been forgotten by the entire ten-mile dormitory corridor.

It's strange to think that a child from Group A and a child from Group B live together.

The second strange thing that happened in the past three years was that a plum blossom was stuffed into Mo Fan's house by someone else, the doors and windows were intact, and the ink characters and cloud characters showed no signs of damage, and a delicate plum blossom was placed on the table.

Next to the plum blossom is a torn cuff, on which is written a small poem in rouge, only twenty words, small and exquisite:

"Fold flowers and send them to Longtou people. ”

"Jiangnan has nothing, talk about giving a spring. ”

The poetry is very intriguing, and I don't know who gave it, and the meaning of sending flowers is very confusing.

After Yun'er saw it, he insisted that it was Mo Fan who was messing with flowers and grass outside, attracting bees and butterflies, and strongly asked to throw plum blossoms into the lake to feed the fish, Mo Fan defended that this was clearly a friendly poem, and he had also read some books in the eleven grass huts over the years and learned a lot of knowledge from the outside world.

Unexpectedly, Yun'er's little eyes rolled, and he immediately refuted that this was the meaning of 'broken sleeves', the ancients all said that broken sleeves were fetish, and this flower giver was obviously like this, otherwise why would he send a broken cuff?

Hearing this, Mo Fan was speechless for a while, and secretly sighed that Yun'er's jealousy skills had improved a lot, and this time it had evolved to the point where there was no distinction between men and women......

However, he later persuaded Yun'er to insert plum blossoms and cuffs into the water bottle, and the bright red plums were used to decorate the house.

The third interesting thing is the wonderful expression of the people in Linglong Pavilion when they saw Mo Fan who came back alive from the Sand Waterfall. On the side of the martial arts arena that day, Wu Jiali opened his mouth wide, as if he could directly stuff an egg into it, Da Zhuang was dumbfounded, secretly thinking that the dragon body of the disaster was really extraordinary, and Liu Youdao shook the folding fan violently, looking incredible, and finally froze out the snot.

Nonsense, shake the fan in the winter, or fan the wind so violently, it's no wonder that you don't have a runny nose.

Another strange thing was Linglong's attitude, since that day, she seemed to be hiding from Mo Fan, even if the two met on the side of the road, the girl hurried by as if she had seen a stranger. Mo Fan felt happy, after all, there was such a girl with unfathomable strength who would suddenly appear next to her body at any time, and no one could stand it.

The boy felt more strange that he hadn't seen Lin Xue since he saw Plum Blossom that day.

The girl who stared at the peach blossoms in the morning light, the girl who smiled at him but couldn't say the melancholy in her eyes, where is she now, and what kind of life is she living?

Will he think of each other once in a while like him?

The temperature on the shoulders of the young man that day was unforgettable.